![]() prepare or better yet, brace yourself, yet again. And, filmmaking lets you hang out with naked babes. I admit to a strange, childish pleasure to be typing away at work while listening to dialogue like, "A pussy cat was born to be whupped!" Would-be indie filmmakers should take inspiration from this film, as it is proof that no matter how bad the dreck put to film may be, it can see distribution and perhaps even a profit. I have not only the new DVD, but also the full (including dialogue) soundtrack CD which I have listened to many times. Somehow, nobody seems to really understand that they are making a bad movie - the secret of the charm of the Ed Wood universe. ![]() It has an odd sincerity, in its utter badness. How can this old low-budget stuff end up looking better than many a modern film? Sure, this movie is slow, tedious, repetitious and ultimately pointless. We get to see just how dead Criswell's pan is. We get to see every droplet in the swirling fog, every quiver of the dancers' flesh. The recent DVD release reveals far better original material than the old VHS showed. ![]() Add this film to the "Looks Better On DVD Than It Has Any Right To" list. ![]()
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